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But is heaviness truly deplorable and lightness splendid? The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground. But in the love poetry of every age, the woman longs to be weighted down by the man’s body. The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life’s most […]
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Water for Elephants, Sara Gruen
Age is a terrible thief. Just when you’re getting the hang of life, it knocks your legs out from under you and stoops your back. It makes you ache and muddies your head and silently spreads cancer throughout your spouse. -p.17 I try to brush the hairs flat with my hand and freeze at the […]
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“All hospitals should have glass roofs,” he declared to a startled orderly. “The patients could watch the stars when they couldn’t sleep.” To be surrounded by such regular order was surely joy, he thought. -p.84 If the human mind believes in the usefulness of a thing, which is in itself quite useless, it can happen […]
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My Favourite Wife, Tony Parsons
You see, I loved her. It was love at first sight, at last sights, at ever and ever sight. -p.1 ‘This is what you shall do,’ he said again. ‘Love the earth and the sun and the animals, despite riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your […]
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The Map of Love, Ahdaf Soueif
There is no point in saying ‘This, too, shall pass.’ For a time, we do not even want it to pass. We hold on to grief, fearing that its lifting will be the final betrayal. -p.40 Something there is moves me to love, and I Do know I love, but know not how, nor why. […]
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Life of Pi, Yann Martel
When you’ve suffered a great deal in life, each additional pain is both unbearable and trifling. My life is like a memento mori painting from European art: there is always a grinning skull at my side to remind me of the folly of human ambition. I mock this skull. I look at it and I […]
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Jazz, Toni Morrison
This notion of rest, it’s attractive to her, but I don’t think she would like it. They are all like that, these women. Waiting for the ease, the space that need not be filled with anything other than the drift of their own thoughts. But they wouldn’t like it. They are busy and thinking of […]
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I Think of You, Ahdaf Soueif
To everything there is an order and a pattern. And the pattern and the order are good. Time, from one birthday to the next, runs gently by, overflowing with an abundance of pleasures. If there are fears and griefs, they are minor and I am always able to be comforted by the grown-ups. -p.11 Her […]
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Doctor Zhivago, Boris Pasternak
Children are more honest, they aren’t frightened of the truth, but we are so afraid of seeming to be behind the times that we are ready to betray what is most dear to us, and praise what repels us, and say yes to what we don’t understand. About dreams. It is usually taken for granted […]
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Highlights and Coffee Stains 